May 13, 2022
I did not want to feel her lips against my own
Neither did I want to hold her soft curves
And touch her with my bare skin
I would not ever run my fingers through her silky hair
Or lose myself in those gorgeous eyes
Those gorgeous eyes
Yet still, I love her
She is the most beautiful person among any crowd
The brightest light in every room
Simply seeing her energizes me
I hang on to her every word
And laugh at all of her jokes
I care for her in the way that a bird lover does not own cages
I long for her without wanting to consume or possess
She is the sea to my sailor, the sky to my pilot
I bathe in her warmth
I bask in her glow
I am doomed to wither in her absence
But I am only glad to see her go
Content that I've had the chance to love her as so many others will
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A Red, Red Rose
PoetryA collection of poems I've written about people I've loved. Whether they exist or not as I imagined them is a question I'll never answer. And if I was ever brave enough to confess is another matter as well, one that I'll never divulge, though reali...
